Chapter 138: The Price of Underestimation

No one inside the Elite Club had expected Levi Casson to strike without warning. He killed her with a single blow. Monica froze in place for three heartbeats, then toppled backward. Her eyes still held that same brazen, domineering gleam, but her chest no longer moved with breath. A finger-wide hole gaped in the middle of her forehead, and blood poured out, unending. "Monica!" Nila Yare snapped out of it. She crouched to check, but Monica was already gone. A collective gasp went up. The guests...